More for my lo-fi sixties garage punk project, "The Squarevoyants".
lyrics
A loaded needle, is a loaded gun
She'll make you her slave, with nowhere to run
You'll walk the line, on the edge of death
She speaks to your mind, till your last breath
On that day you find it's true
When you're laying there and you're turning blue
And we see you
It's so hard to comprehend
Romantic death is your very best friend
You're on my mind, every day and night
What you do to yourself, it just ain't right
You walk the streets, with that look in your eye
And you're killing yourself, with every high
And you'll find some time when you're coming down
And you get your feet back on the ground
And we see you
Momentary normalcy
Is replaced by inferiority to your chains
Well I know you're tired, and you're overcome
And in your mind, you're just as numb
But there is a future, where you have won
It's an uphill battle, that can be done
You'll bleed you'll sweat and you'll pound your head
You're up and down and you're seeing red
And we feel you
Every day you're going under
Is there hope I just have to wonder
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